Later in the afternoon over at Olivia's apartment, Olivia was bringing Rafael over his latest dose of pain medicine.
"Here you go Rafa. And I've got some chicken noodle soup heating up on the stove if you want any,"
"Thank you Liv, but you do know I don't have a cold right?" Rafael says
"Chicken noodle soup is a comfort food for any time, Rafa." She says with a soft chuckle.
Rafael quickly swallows his pills before taking a big gulp of water and trying to get comfortable on the couch.
"Hopefully the medicine will kick in soon, but until then I hope the extra pillows on the couch will help." Olivia said.
"Thank you, I'm just trying to find a spot that's comfortable for more than a few minutes."
"If you want I can move one of the pillows by your ribs so they have something to cushion against."
"That would help, thank you. I didn't realize how many stitches and scars I had until I looked at them."
Olivia moves one of the more softer pillows by Rafael's ribs as he slowly moves into a comfortable position.
"There you go."
"Much better, thank you Liv."
"Would you like some soup now?"
"Sure, but only if you get a bowl for yourself too." Rafael says with a soft smile.
"Deal." Olivia said as she brought Rafael a bowl of soup and sat down next to him with a bowl for herself.
The two quietly indulged in small talk while having their soup. Once they were finished, Rafael offers to put the bowls in the kitchen sink.
"I got it Rafa, you don't have to since you're comfortable."
"I can do it Liv. My body is still healing but I can help you out since we are living together and supporting each other in our relationship." He says as he took the bowls in his good hand and stood up.
As Rafael stood up, he realized standing up too quickly made him dizzy and a bit of the soup splashed on Olivia's shirt. She quickly took the bowls from his hands and helped Rafael sit down.
"Liv, I am so sorry."
"It's okay, Rafa. Are you okay?"
"I stood up too quickly."
"Okay here, let me put the pillows back in place and then I need to go get a new shirt." Olivia said as she adjusts the pillows and walks into her room to change shirts.
Olivia closed her bedroom door and pulls her shirt over her head and puts on a new one and quickly puts on a jacket, not wanting to see her bruises and marks for any longer than she needed to. As she looked in the mirror she knew she had a big decision to make. She knew she could trust Rafael but she was still scared to death of what he would think. She took another deep breath and walked back out to her living room.
"Rafa, I'm back."
"Are you okay Liv, the soup didn't burn you did it?"
" No Rafa, I'm fine, but..." Olivia says as she feels the tears forming in her eyes as the painful memories came flooding back to her mind.
"I'm right here when you want to talk or if you don't. Whatever makes you feel comfortable." He says softly.
"I need you to promise me that you won't hate me after this."
"Olivia, I could never hate you. I love you and there is nothing in this world that could change that."
"Rafa, you don't know that. I..."
